Things and people change. Tastes and preferences do too. Strange how these patterns shift and it's only when you stop and think that you can see them. A small distance stretches away and grows and suddenly there is a massive chasm and you never even knew it was there before that moment. Life gets weirder by the second.
When you get a quiet five minutes - you sit and relax, maybe close your eyes - what image(s) pop into your head? Or can you quiet your mind totally and just see black? Do you see/follow the pulsing colours left on your retina by light and its sudden cessation? Do you see loved ones or desired ones? Personally I chase the colours - it soothes my mind.
I like change, change is good - I like the person I am now and don't mourn the person I was then. The chasm doesn't overwhelm me or scare me, it intrigues me that I bear so little resemblance to the me of 21 years ago - I wonder where that me went - I hope she's OK.
OK weirding over.